I heard you are the strongest in the world?

I wandered the streets of Yokohama with Mokona, like a young mother who was kicked out of the house with her child, not knowing where to go or who to ask for help.

The bar left a phone number before, and asked them to notify me if they had any news about Mr. Nakaya. The bartender also said that Mr. Nakaya would not go back so soon, and there was no point in staying there.

Fortunately, I brought a cloak in my bag this time just in case.

I ran to the port warehouse area where I met Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara last time, put on a cloak, and transformed into a magical girl. Although it is important to find someone, safety cannot be ignored.

There is a lot of space in the cloak, and Mokona also came out of the bag and hid in front of me. Four eyes are always more efficient than two.

When I put the hood on, I looked like a... very suspicious person.

However, as a mafia city, there are many suspicious people. Being suspicious is better than being easy to bully.

We searched for a long time in the maze-like container, but found nothing, only met a few waves of social people who seemed to be conducting illegal transactions.

Thanks to my magic, I left quietly before they found out.

"Did they not come, Mo Ke Na?" Mo Ke Na sat on my head and said.

Also, who would come to this kind of place for nothing?I leaned against the corner of the container and heard another group of people running by outside. Although I didn't find the person I was looking for, this place is really busy!Is this a designated place for illegal transactions?

I guess I was lucky last time, and I happened to meet them here, so it was a mistake not to get the phone number!

Mokona sighed decently, clutched his stomach and said, "Mokona is hungry."

I took out a taxi rack from my bag and stuffed it on top of my head, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking, hurry up and eat!"

If someone finds out that there are people here, we should run away again.

Mokona ate the Snickers bar in one bite, and a voice of refusal came from above my head, "Mokona wants to eat."

I, a purebred human, didn't say I wanted to eat. Why is a magical creature so hungry!

After all, magical creatures don't need to eat at all!

Mokona lay flat on top of my head, her ears drooping to block my eyes, "Mokona is so pitiful, I have nothing to eat when I'm hungry."

I took out a Genji O rack again, "You won't feel hungry after eating this. One stick has 500 calories, which is equivalent to two bowls of rice. Now you have eaten four bowls of rice."

"Let's go to eat after a while." I reached out and patted the mokona on the top of my head, ready to explore deeper.

Half an hour later, I took Mokona to find a restaurant for dinner without receiving any goods, and unconsciously followed the familiar route to the door of the restaurant last time.

By the way, I met Dazai Osamu here last time, maybe I can get some information!

Without much hope, I asked the kanban lady standing in front of the store, "Hello, have you seen a black-haired young man with bandages on his body recently? His hair is a little curly, and he is about this high. He came here last weekend. through your shop."

The Kanban lady looked up at the sky and recalled for a while, then suddenly clapped her hands, "Ah, you mean that strange gentleman?"

Since the Kanban lady's evaluation of him is strange, then this person must be Dazai Osamu!I quickly said, "Yes, that's him."

"After you left last week, he came back again." The Kanban lady walked behind the reception desk, squatted down and rummaged, "Ah, there it is."

She handed me a folded note, "He said that a girl will come to ask about him this weekend, and just hand this note to her."

Open the note, there is nothing on it, just an address.

I didn't leave right away, but relaxed and started eating.

Since Osamu Dazai knew my purpose, there are only two possibilities for the address he gave me. One is that this is Mr. Chuya’s location, and the other is that this is his own location.

In view of his resistance to selling Mr. Zhongya's information last time, and this note was left last week, the latter is much more likely.

After the last meeting, it is not difficult to find that Osamu Dazai is a very wicked person, and he seems to enjoy teasing others. The best person is Mr. Nakaya.

Although Dazai Osamu's joking attitude of taking the bait and watching from the sidelines is indeed a bit irritating, but since it is really useful to me, I can only pretend that nothing happened.

After dinner, I took a taxi and searched in the car. The address he gave me here seems to be a detective agency.

It looked like an ordinary detective agency. I stood downstairs and looked at it for a while, and came to this conclusion.

That’s right, Osamu Dazai probably wouldn’t ask me to come here if he really wanted to.

I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door politely, "Hello."

"Hello." A black-haired girl in a high school uniform welcomed me in.

Seeing her dress, I doubted my previous judgment for a moment. Is this really an ordinary detective agency?

No, it should be said that this is really a serious detective agency!

Which serious detective society uses female high school students as receptions!I was also afraid that others would not know about wearing a high school uniform, it looked like some kind of strange play!

"Is there any matter that you need to ask us to solve?" The black-haired girl turned her head and smiled at me, talking to me while leading the way.

"No, I'm here to find someone named Osamu Dazai, he should be a member of your detective agency."

The expression of the black-haired girl became strange to the naked eye, and she led me to the sofa, "Wait a moment, I'll call Dazai Osamu for you."

After speaking, I rushed out quickly. The sound insulation here is obviously not very good. I was sitting in the semi-enclosed reception room, and soon I heard a male voice yelling clearly, "Osamu Dazai, why did you provoke someone to the detective agency again?" Yes! How many times have I said not to invite people to die in love, the detective agency is not the place for you to deal with these things!"

This word is very spiritual. It seems that his reputation here is not very good.

But think about it, after all, a man who can invite others to commit suicide when they meet for the first time.

After a few seconds, a tall blond man appeared in front of me dragging Dazai Osamu, and he opened his mouth to apologize first, "I am Dazai Osamu's partner Kunikida Doppo, I am very sorry for the trouble Dazai Osamu caused you, what he said Don’t take your words to heart!”

Osamu Dazai was dragged on the ground like a handful of pickles, but he still greeted me as if nothing happened, "Yo, you're here."

"Hello, Mr. Dazai." After greeting him calmly, I explained, "Mr. Kunikida, you misunderstood. Although he did say those words, I came to ask him to help find someone."

"This Dazai, someone actually asked him to do serious business?" Kunikida Doppo looked so shocked that he didn't even notice that Dazai slipped out of his hand.

"What, Kunikida is really too much. He is clearly doing something, but he actually said that." Osamu Dazai wiped his tears pretentiously, went straight to sit on the sofa opposite me, "I am so sad .”

I looked at his expression and twitched the corners of my mouth, then you should be more sincere in your sadness!

A vein popped out on Kunikida Doppo's forehead. He clenched his fists, looking like he really wanted to beat Dazai, but he still apologized, "I'm sorry, I was too judgmental this time, and I misunderstood you."

Facing me, Kunikida Doppo showed a professional attitude, looking calm and trustworthy, "This lady..."

"Just call me Qingshan." I said my name in a timely manner.

"Okay, Miss Qingshan's request is to ask Dazai to find someone for her, and the characteristics of the other party are..."

Kunikida Doppo was interrupted by Osamu Dazai before he finished speaking, and Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "We have already talked about the mission content before, Kunikida should hurry up and do his own thing!"

Kunikida Doppo glanced at him suspiciously, but for the sake of my presence, he didn't say much, and just gave me a business card, "If Osamu Dazai does anything out of the ordinary, you can call me."

Osamu Dazai's credit is really low enough.

But it is a good thing for me to have someone who can control Osamu Dazai. I solemnly took the business card and put it in my pocket, "Thank you."

"Hey, you can rest assured now, tell the president for me to go out for work."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand and led me away from the detective agency.

I followed Dazai Osamu without hesitation, "Where are we going to find him?"

Needless to say, he was referring to Mr. Chuya.

Osamu Dazai smiled mysteriously, "No need to look for it, I will let him appear by himself."